I got my call!...again

So, today, I got a call from my stake president. After calling Salt Lake and letting them know ALL the family members that live in or on the border of my mission, the decision was made to reassign my mission. I will now be serving in the Washington Seattle mission. I will still be Spanish speaking. YAHOO!!!!!!!! I report to the Missionary Training Center in Provo, UT on September 30, 2009 and I will be serving for 18 months. I am so excited to start this new chapter of my life.

Hope Ya Know, We Had a Hard Time

This was a really touching message that I saw on www.lds.org. So true, and so uplifting. I'm so grateful for the modern day guidance we receive from the leaders of the church. You'll have to go to the bottom of this page and pause the music to hear it, though. There are plenty more of these at www.mormon.org. Or, you can youtube "Mormon Messages." Every single one of them will brighten your day.

My mission call

So, on Saturday, May 16th, I got my big white envelope in the mail. After waiting half the day so I could reach everyone on the phone, I FINALLY got to open it. And to what to my wondering eyes appeared? Anaheim, Ca mission, Spanish speaking. That's right, I'm going back to my old "hood." I definitely had mixed feelings initially, as I'm sure lots do...I was confused because that's where I grew up (i thought it was a joke initially, because my sister and I had been joking that I would go there). I was excited, too...SPANISH SPEAKING...I wanted to learn a "new" language and that would be SOOOO valuable for the rest of my life. There is a reason that I'm needed wherever I end up and I will serve happily. I guess my face was priceless when I actually realized where I was going...I'll have video soon, thanks to my friend Courtney. I'll post pictures soon, also. So Jocelyn, you win! You're prize...I'll stay with your kids while you go on your cruise.

Pseudo mom

Sorry, I haven't blogged in a while. But I've been SUPER busy. I was taking it easy after the surgery, then jumped into real life feet first (or maybe head first...). I watched 4 kids from church for 4 whole days while their parents went out of town to a reunion. While babysitting, I received my mission call...see the next post for details. THEN, I flew to Cali and visited with my sister and her hubby and my ADORABLE nieces. My sister and her hubby left for a cruise Saturday night, and now I have their twins for 9 days! I've been a "pseudo mom" more than I have a "single gal" recently, but I LOVE it. I'm totally soaking up every minute I get to spend with my nieces. My mission is going to kill me, not being around them (possibly). I put them in bed tonight and an hour later, I missed them already! Maybe I'm just being a goober, but I love them SOOOOO much, even if they have given me a nickname that I'm afraid I will never live down according to my sis and her hubby...they call me Aunt Caca (like the poo). Of course, Jocelyn calls me that now...I thoroughly enjoyed the couple days I got to spend with my sister and brother-in-law also. They are such great examples to me, I'm so grateful for them. More to be posted soon.

I'm bored

Okay, so this stupid, bed-rest "take it easy" for at least 1-2 weeks is driving me crazy. I feel pretty dang good, considering my "adventures" last week. Today marks my week anniversary of losing my evil gallbladder. I think the week mark was a great point. I woke up today and really, only the incisions are tender. My ab muscles seem to be back to normal. I so far have only had problems eating custard...it didn't really agree with me. But I've had no problems with pizza, a DQ Chocolate Truffle Blizzard (which I highly recommend), or chicken enchiladas (don't worry, I've also eaten some bland, healthy, low-fat foods in there too, some day's you just gotta splurge, though). I really haven't had any problems recovery. I still get pretty tired fairly quickly, though. That COULD be from fighting all this for almost a month, plus the surgery...but that's just my opinion. I'm still trying to take it fairly easy (don't want to overdo it and screw something up). Really the only complaint I have now is I'm bored. This week, I was supposed to work 60-72 hours (it kept changing) which was going to be great to distract me from waiting for my mission call. The application is in Salt Lake, not all I can do is wait. It should be here within the next 1-2 weeks. Perfect timing...now all I'm allowed to do really is sit and wait...not a whole lot of other activities...ugh! This whole learn patience thing sucks!

It takes a fever...

I had my appointment with the surgeon on Wednesday, and she made the decision that I needed my gallbladder out. We scheduled the surgery on Thursday, May 7. But apparently, the secret to making doctors move quickly is to develop a fever of almost 101....And I don't ever run fevers. So Wednesday night, I ate about 2-3 ounces of blah grilled chicken and started having the belly pain again. Only this time, I developed a fever also. Well, that was on my instructions was if you get a fever, to go back to the ER. So, back I went. This time, the ER doctor came in (before the nurse had even done anything because the doctor recognized me but couldn't figure out where from...me bringing in patients at work...again gotta love the perks of being a paramedic, you get the doctor's attention when you come in AS the patient) and almost immediately said "you've bought yourself a bed upstairs." Not only did I have a fever, but my pulse was 130 (normally supposed to be at least below 100) and my potassium was low again...still don't know what caused that. So...Thursday morning at about 1:15 am, I was admitted upstairs at at about 4 in the afternoon, they yanked my gallbladder. Other than coming out of the anesthesia needing a breathing treatment, I felt a billion times better...then the pain meds wore off. I no longer had the pain I'd been having for the past month, but my abs are sore (I feel like I've done a billion sit-ups). Other than sore abs, I feel great! I was sent home Friday evening. I'm not moving as fast as I'd like to, but hey, that will come. The only "downside" so to speak is I don't get to work again until I get back from my mission. I feel like I've been shortchanged in that way, but at least I'm feeling better. More about leaving work in a later post. Just thought I'd update y'all. Well, the pain meds don't allow for long periods of awake time yet, so I'm gonna go take a nap. I appreciate all the prayers from everyone.